“Men in this family have done enough talking for women. I am going to talk now.”
My father was reading the paper when I walked into his kitchen.
“Ella?” he said. “I thought you’d be getting ready for brunch and your honeymoon.”
“You knew. You knew all along.”
He folded the paper carefully.
“Russell told you, then.”
“You walked me down the aisle.”
“Ella, sit down.”
“No.”
He sighed.
“It was a long time ago.”
“Lauren is not a long time ago. Lauren is a person.”
His jaw tightened.
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